indian NAZISM

<This post is dedicated to all those wonderful friends of mine, who are girls, and survived the Nazi reign that is Modern India. Come what may, you folks are some of the awesome-est people I know, and life would be very boring without your smiles>

All those neo-Nazis still out there, wake up, you got a new Fuehrer to take orders from. Come to think of it, several millions of Fuehrers to take orders from. Who are they? The cruel heartless 'educated' families of the 20th/21st Century Indian married woman. And just whom are we annihilating this time? The Jews, the Commies, the Americans? Wake up, German volk. We are not talking about eliminating inferior races out here. As we march heads held high into the second decade of the 21st century, let's set ourselves a more nobler target. How about elimination of whole sexes? This is not a call for yet another twisted brainwave seeking the amalgamation of the male and female. On a slightly lower step in the ladder of our imagination, how about we destroy the female sex? Once again, sorry to disappoint you folks, no gas chambers, no Auschwitz or Dachau style extermination. Why wait for the female kid to grow up and then gas her? How about destroying the baby right at birth? You see, no need for machine guns, no need for train wagons, no need for trials. A simple ultrasound scan. If your beautiful bahu is pregnant with a baby boy, indeed it is a Cadbury shubhkaamnaye moment. However, if fate is wretched and she has a baby girl, it is time for a sneak little visit to an abortion clinic. Pay the doctor, get the baby aborted, wash your bloody hands and wait expectantly, for your blessed boy. Welcome, my beloved Hitler Youth, to the mindset of the modern Indian family.

Female infanticide and foeticide is a total eclipse of the India Shining dream. How are we developing if every minute there is an unborn female child being terminated simply because the 23rd pair of chromosomes spell XX? How are we shining if we have such screwed sex ratios all across this nation? Call me thick-headed, but how exactly is this desperate craving for a male kid justified? What are the benefits of a male child?

Agreed, your family surname is going to be continued.  HOWEVER, women change their surnames to coincide with that of her husband as a result of societal norms. Dear uncles, don't pressure your wife to adopt your boring Sharma/Kulkarni tag and your son-in-law might just do that. Aishwarya Rai chose to remain Aishwarya Rai-Bachchan still continuing the Rai lineage. Your surname just a bunch of meaningless characters, and if we can come down a little on the stereotypes, we'll find women are perfectly capable to continue family traditions.

Given, it is a possibility that you might be well taken care of in your final years. HOWEVER, sit back and compare how well your spoilt son is going to take care of you as compared to your lovely daughter. This son included, boys are generally incapable of even making a mug of coffee to relieve their parents' headache. This son excluded, yet these young men are the pillars of strength you parents are going to hang on to in your last years? If you still remain unconvinced, take a leisurely walk to the nearest old age home and strike a chat with the occupants about how they landed there. Atleast then, realization would sink in that a son might abandon his parents in cold blood, but NEVER a daughter.

Even better, you might get a lump sum dowry including a new flat, Toyota Innova and Reliance Petroleum stocks when your boy gets married. HOWEVER, this is a mere extension of the stupid grand Indian belief that a boy outweighs a girl. If you think guys are smarter and worthier, think again. I'm a guy and I have so many girl friends(notice the space between the two words) who are way more intelligent and strong-willed than I ever will be. If you seek further proof, skim through the archives of the Times of India paying special attention to articles on Indian Class X and XII examination results. Every year, since I started taking cognizance of this fact(and grumbling about it), girls continue to outshine boys. Remember, every guy is not worth his weight in gold and every girl is not born to be confined in the fumes of your kitchen.

Those were the most logical reasons I could come up with for the inexplicable Indian craving for a male child. If you remove the logic criterion, I'm sure we could come up with more absurd theories on why female infanticide is acceptable but there you see, these theories come into being WITHOUT the logic criterion.

I conclude this post with an appeal to three sections of people who are most involved in this horrible tragedy that permeates every level of the Indian society.

Dear parents-in-law,

Granddaughters are more beautiful than grandsons. Boy or girl, an offspring of your child is a joy to behold in your eyes. I know grandmothers who cherish their granddaughters and they constitute some of the happiest people I know on Planet Earth. Before you send your daughter-in-law to an abortion clinic, imagine how you would have felt if your mother had been forced to terminate you. Even if your in-laws had been torturous to you, this is no time to seek revenge. Let's all forgive and forget. Let's make this world a better place to live in! :)

Dear husband,

Be a man! You signed up for this when you married your wife. As Aamir Khan tells us, YOUR fricking chromosome decides whether your wife sires a girl/boy. Stop yay-saying to Mummy and learn to love your kid with all you have, regardless of its gender. There are so many couples out there who are without a kid and aching for one. God has given you a lovely gift, don't even think of destroying it.

Dear doctor,

Sorry I couldn't be scathing enough of you. Remember you swore the Hippocrates oath whence you promised to save every life to the best of your abilities. As your ultrasound might tell you, an unborn child has life. It moves, grows and suffers. Society gives you your instruments to deliver life, not death. For heaven's sake, you are a doctor, a mere cogwheel in the huge machine that is human reproduction. Do not play God with the lives of innocent children.

Kudos to all those mothers who have braved abuse to raise their female children. Kudos to all those wonderful families which treat every baby as a wonder by itself. Kudos to all those unknown journalists, administrators and social activists who fight for the cause of the unborn girl.

Give the girl child a chance @ life!

Today's Stumble and the inspiration of this blog entry: Aamir Khan's Satyamev Jayate - First Episode on Female Foeticide

the HKUST entries: breakfast OPTIONS (v)

Achcha subah, lovely humanity and the carcasses of LG7...

I hope you didn't miss me a lot in the last few days. If you did, rest assured I was unable to bear our prolonged separation either. Actually, I was trying to keep up with my reading. I completed Chetan Bhagat's Revolution 2020 and currently am preoccupied, much to Rashmi's annoyance, with The Gulag Archipelago by Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn.

Today, as you probably guessed from the title, I'm going to discuss breakfast options in HKUST(because I'm really hungry), that I'm aware of. I take this opportunity to apologize to my meaty audience about the lack of information customized to their tastes. Unfortunately for you, friends, my parents happen to be the traditional Mylapore thayir-saadam-manga-thokku mama-mami types and I have somehow been unable to get rid of their herbivorous legacy. So, if this post is too green for you, you know which two human beings to blame (being fair to them, I guess my whole family tree is at fault).

If you want to try out a HKUST breakfast, you have 8 options. Asia Pacific Catering, McDonalds, Chah Chaah Teng, Canteen 2, Cafe, UC Bistro, Park n Shop and Chinese Restaurant(Agrim recommends the pork buns...a little too economically and environmentally expensive for a Tam Brahm like me). Asia Pacific Catering in LG7 offers a pretty sumptuous breakfast meal including Oat Meal, Toast and Horlicks/Coffee/Orange Juice for a mere $13 HKD. Pardon my leaky memory, but from the looks of the other early risers enjoying their breakfast, I guess, it has decent non-veggie options, usually including noodles, ham/pork and a drink. Canteen 2 and Chah Chaah Teng offer pretty much the same stuff but for a $14 Western breakfast, CCT gives you a slice of ham/bacon (can be exchanged for another toast if you can explain it to the cashier), a toast and Horlicks. If you trust Shreya and in particular, her food recommendations(which I think are pretty good), the Horlicks in CCT is extremely diluted and for a good Horlicks experience, you must go to Canteen 2. Take a lift up and go to the Coffee Shop and you'll find plenty of breakfast options awaiting thy consumption. Although most of them revolve around ham, bacon and sausages, there is one meal which includes omelette and coffee worth 15 bucks and is worth a try.

I have never been to UC Bistro but Avishek believes they have some of the best breakfast offers on campus that can really brighten your morning. That leaves Park n Shop and a McBreakfast. If you are one of the organized sun worshippers, Park n Shop is your best bet. You can get cereals such as Nestle Cornflakes, Wheetabix, Milo Nuggets and Chocos for just under HKD $30 and fresh milk for $16 a litre which will surely help answer your first meal issue for 4-5 days(unless you gorge some cereals every time you pass by it). However, if you aren't a great fan of cereals, you can always try out my favourite breakfast option. McDonalds! How I fell in love with McDonalds still perplexes me (only yesterday's waitress appeared cute to me), but its No.3 and No.4 meals(no meat of course) always work miracles on my tired body and mind after a long night at the CSE labs. No.3 meal comes at @ HKD $23.50 and includes three hotcakes, a hashbrown and a drink. No. 4 meal is similarly priced but includes scrambled eggs, hash brown and a drink. Apart from these two options, there are plenty of McMuffins, Filet-o-Fish and Twisty Pasta to delight your hungry stomach. If you are feeling particularly adventurous, I would recommend the Jumbo Breakfast Meal which is essentially a combination of No.3 and No.4. Although having a Jumbo Breakfast is one of my greatest ambitions currently, the sight of such a large meal is highly intimidating. If you are ever so ravenous that you end up wiping out an entire JB, do let me know how the experience went. :)

All this talk of food has set my tummy craving for them. While I get ready to leave for my rendezvous at the HKUST Library, do enjoy browsing this website. Stumble of the Day: Enlightened Perspective.

Meanwhile, the Information Systems Office (you need to really screw up around HKUST to get to know beyond SAO, ARRO and GSO) refunded the money lost in my failed transaction at the Add Value Machine the other day. Nice to know such nice people are around in HKUST :D

Until next time, this is You-Know-Who signing off.

Morsmordre.
 

the HKUST entries: Dear Professor...

Hello everyone,

As I'm currently working on the HKUST English Debate Team blog, I wasn't able to think of anything new to tell you. However, here are 34 increasingly creative and admirable excuses to bunk classes that Yoga and I thought of a few months back. Enjoy.

Dear Professor,

34. If you don't grant me leave, I'll report you for sexual harassment.

33. As I missed the 1.20 Lift, I couldn't attend class today.

32. As India acquired its independence from England 65 years back, I don't really think you have the right to force your lecture on me.

31. My Dad's the Director of Homeland Security and he has an arrest warrant for you with regard to terrorist activities. I was at the attorney's preparing your defense.

30. You so remind me of my ex-girlfriend. That's why I'm not coming to class today.

29. As I want you to spend some time with your own family, I will not be attending class today. You needn't come to class either.

28. As my cat overslept, it couldn't wake me up. Hence, I was unable to attend your class.

27. As I'm allergic to the tubelight, I will not be attending class today.

26. As I haven't done today's classwork, I'm not attending class today.

25. As I'm the neighbour of your mistress, I really don't think there is a necessity to attend the class.

24. Seeing how cold it was in the morning, I thought we must still be in Winter Semester and thus didn't attend class today.

23. As I'm get addicted to you, I'm staying away from class today

22. I work part time in the archives of the Institute of Advanced Psychiatric Care. Yesterday, while I was organizing the files, I came across your medical report. To my shock, I realized you are a paedophile in the guise of a Professor. In order to protect myself, I will not be attending class today.

21. Earlier this week, I was in the Discrete Math class. One of the examples said: "If today is a Friday, then today will be a holiday." Today IS a friday.

20. As I was wearing clothes of the same color as the wall behind me, I think you failed to notice my presence. Kindly mark down my presence in class.

19. As the newspaper astrology column predicted you wouldn’t come to class today, I didn’t too.

18. As you didn't like my Facebook status, I'm annoyed with you and will not attend class today.

17. As I felt guilty about not attending last week's class, I couldn't be there today.

16. As I can't find a matching pair of tee-shirt and jeans, I will not attend class today.

15. As the toilet ran out of toilet paper, I couldn't attend class today.

14. I was arrested over the killing of a mosquito. By the time I got back from the court, the class was already over. Sorry!

13. As I killed a mosquito by mistake, I went to the church to confess. I'm really sorry, God.

12. As you will be in class today, I thought I should go to the stadium and support your favourite team. Don't worry, I'll send you regular score updates.

11. As I was attending a lecture on the importance of attending classes regularly, I didn't attend class today.

10. As you had zero balance on your Octopus card yesterday, I believed you wouldn't be coming anyway.

9. The last time I attended classes, I answered all your questions. In order to create a more level-playing field for my fellow students, I will not be attending class today.

8. Today, I learnt how bank loans work. So here's the deal: I miss class today(80 mins). For the next 16 classes, I'll arrive 5 minutes early. K?

7. Dear Mrs.Professor, Sorry to hear that your husband passed away. He really was the finest man I have met. RIP Prof!

6. I overheard you telling your friend that I was irregular and unreliable. You have left me no choice but to stand by your words. I won't be attending classes today as you see, I can't let my Prof be called a LIAR.

5. As I heard you had a heart attack, I went to see you in the hospital. Get well soon :D

4. As there was a tsunami in the fish pond opposite my hall, I couldn't attend class today. Don't worry, I'm safe.

3. As you said in your last lecture, life is indeed a race. We are competing everywhere from getting lunch to purchasing movie tickets to attending your class. I'm sorry I lost the last one.

2. Sorry to hear about your amnesia. I attended class, remember?

1. Today I'm working part time as a suicide bomber. Keeping in mind your best interests, I'll not be attending class today.

Best Regards,

Sathish  

Happy Bunking! :D

BTW, here is today's URL: Motivational Quotes

Good night, the Blue Planet! :) 

the HKUST entries: Monopoly Club, HKUSTSU

Friends, Romans and Countrymen,

What do a bunch of extraordinarily intelligent engineering students do when they casually meet up after dinner? Think of the next coolest tech-toy which Apple would buy off us? Help solve the Euro crisis with a bunch of mindboggling mathematical formulae? Of course, not. What do extraordinarily intelligent engineering students actually do?

They play Monopoly!

To topic. Do you guys know Monopoly? If yes, read on. If not, please jump to the last paragraph.

Last week, with dear sweet Mom transferring a substantial amount of money to my account (nothing worth making a kidnapping bid, so don't get ideas), I felt the mood for some economy boosting and thus began Operation Mong Kok. Ladies Street in Mong Kok is one of the most fanciful places for shopping and if bargaining runs in your blood, you have discovered Shangri-La. After multiple reconnaissance missions and some decent bargaining, I bought a World Monopoly Edition for 100 HKD with a super cool electronic banking system with card-swiping facilities (Yoga's new found sweetheart). 

And, with this charitable purchase, was conceived the Monopoly Club, HKUSTSU. 

Our first World Domination game was played by Colin, Tony, Thas and I with Tony minting money every time he rolled the dice. By the time, we called quits, Thas was bankrupt and Colin owed me some 20 million dollars in response to the splendid hospitality he received in Hong Kong and Jerusalem. Within days, the LG1 Clinic declared a Monopoly pandemic. Some notable victims include Rd Birdie, Aurelia, Parag, Rajindh and Yoga. Yoga loves his electronic toys and thus is our de facto Banker. Parag plays the shrewd Monopoly genius, defending bankruptcy while building and demolishing houses depending on how close others are to his properties. Aurelia, on the other hand, takes orders from Pyongyang while she plays the game. She buys properties, but she strictly maintains the Hermit Player Status, refusing to deal thereby starving you of the much important monopolies. RdB provides the entertainment factor, regularly conning you with his never-ending witticisms and you-are-my-best-friend deals. Rajindh is our most honest player and offers you less absurd deals than RdB. My playoffs are best described by a sinx curve, forever oscillating between awesome, okayish and terrible luck and I love entertaining my friends in my posh hotel in Hong Kong at a cool price of 11.5 million dollars.

The Executive Committee of the Monopoly Club, HKUSTSU meets on boring weekdays and weekends at the Ground Floor Common Room in UG Hall II. As Parag departs to India in a few hours, we are looking for fun players to join the ExCo. If you are equally crazy about Monopoly or simply wish to recuperate after hours of torturous Safety Training, leave a message on this post or on my Facebook page. We shall discuss your application in our next Empowered Extraordinary Annual General Subcommittee session and get back to you soon enough. Until then, long live Monopoly and longer, the Monopoly Club! :)

Stumble of the Day: 40 Most Powerful Photographs Ever Taken

About Monopoly:

Monopoly is a fascinating game that can be played by 2-6 players. It consists of a square board divided into numerous smaller rectangles. Every rectangle is colored and 2-3 rectangles share the same color. These rectangles contain the names of different places (dependent on the theme) and its price. Each player starts of with a fixed amount of money. Players roll the dice in turns. When a player lands on a rectangle, he can either buy it if it is unowned or pay the rent on the property if owned by some other player. When all the plots of the same color are owned by a player, it is termed a monopoly and he can build houses/hotels on his properties. The rents on the properties go up depending on the number of houses/hotels built on that property. A player is bankrupt when he has no money left to repay the rents even after selling his property. The last person playing on the board is the winner of the game. The game includes rectangles such as Jail, Income Tax, Chance and Community Chest to further build its suspense intensity.

the HKUST entries: air-con inspired ALL-NIGHTER

Jóu sàhn South China,

First things first, I loved Neal Caffrey and Peter Burke in White Collar. Despite re-reading what happens in the last episode of Season 3 in Wikipedia, I confess, I had no heart for the actual ending. Peter asks Neal to run away as he confronts the Department of Justice Committee which was deciding on granting Neal full freedom. He does this for Agent Kramer, his mentor, plans to break up the amazing partnership between Neal and Peter and steal Neal with him to Washington D.C. Not willing to work for Kramer, Neal embarks on his long-planned escape with Mozzie and the Jeff Easton spends the last 1.5 minutes of the episode focusing on Neal's face, revealing disappointment on being separated from the one person who meant the world to him(after Kate Moreau of course), Special Agent Peter Burke. While it was heart-wrenching to see the dream team come to an end, I do particularly relish throwing some choicest expletives at the Kramer character. You are a first-rate !@#$%^&, Kramer, I give you that.

As the first rays of sunlight penetrate the glass windows of my five day old room, I sit uncomfortably on the matted floor listening to One Thing, awaiting the blessed moment when my clock displays "07:00 AM". I call 7 AM a blessed moment for a reason. This is the precise team when the shutters go up on McDonalds. On a regular Semester day, this would mean the end of my nightly academic workout, but why would I wait all night simply to have breakfast on a holiday? Smart question indeed.

Here's the dumb answer. Earlier tonight, or more accurately, today morning, I take this long walk to Seafront Cafetaria in the hope that I would top up my Student Card and thereby get the Aircon working. Usually, Seafront buzzes with a lot of student activity but today clearly wasn't going to be an usual day. I go up to the damn Add Value Machine, push in my card and cajole it to accept my 20 dollar-bill. The HKUST Add Value Machine is a "stubborn mistress", as any experience UST student can tell you. It is extremely volatile and PMSes a lot. However, today, it obediently gobbled up my 20 dollars. I wait for the machine to do its arithmetic and update my card and bingo! what do I get? A Card Error. Okay, I intelligently look up to the Cash Insertion Slot and wait for my 20 dollars to reappear but no such thing happens. The HKUST AVM is a grand display of brawn overpowering brain and for the immense volume the stupid thing occupies, it achieves almost nothing. Soon, realization strikes my head that the AVM was probably a COMP101 course project and exception handling is not taught until COMP2012H which the designer most probably never reached. Anyway, I try my luck with yet another 20-dollar bill but I seemed to have offended the Lady. She resists my advances, and I walk back dejected to UG Hall V. I don't pass a soul on my way back and everyone seems to be sleeping. So, I grab a bottle of Coca Cola, update my sob story on Facebook and embark on my back-to-back White Collar watching session.

I somehow, manage to pass 2.5 hours watching Neal and Peter and here I'm dressing up for my McDonalds' No.4 meal(no meat...relax Tamil Brahmin Association fellas) with Orange Juice(L) and yet another try at breaching the defenses of another "stubborn mistress" at LG7. With some luck, I might have 

my way and some comfortable sleep courtesy a functional air-conditioner. 

Joyful sunrise yet again.

Until next time, good night, sweet dreams, and screw you, Kramer and AVM.

Our previously agreed upon secret package: Bored.com Funny Photos

the HKUST entries: kongratulasons

This post is dedicated to my lovely super smart juniors from GIIS, KV CLRI and KV Ashok Nagar and my friends from UST.

Congratulations, everyone, on your spectacular 48x, 47x scores. It is really heartening to see such outstanding achievements from all you guys. I sincerely hope you maintain these high standards of academic excellence and become extraordinary assets to your university, work organization and country.

Meanwhile, congratulations to Bhuvana Jagan, Chinmayi Nadiger and the other super smart nerdy fellas who cracked open the titanium entrance gates of Nanyang Technological University. For those of you whose inboxes are yet to be graced with an email from Dr. Lalit Goel, don't go all depressed and spam our Facebook News Feeds. A lot of NTU successful applicants end up in NUS, so there's still chance that you get into NTU. In the worst scenario, NTU screws up, don't worry for in the words of Late Professor Randy Pausch (Carnegie Mellon University), "brick walls are there for a reason. They are not there to keep us out. The brick walls are there to give us a chance to show how badly we want something. The brick walls are there to stop people who don't want it badly enough ". There are plenty of awesomer universities like HKUST that respects and rewards your talent. So, cheer up! :)

Also, congratulations, Usha, Pranav Prasad, Shreya Saha, Lynn Wu and Aurelia Fediana :). Usha, my sister, has started working in Sankara Nethralaya as a Research Assistant starting this week. I look forward to some expensive tech-spending after I get back, Ushe :P. Pranav is a wonderful friend and an awesome debater. He has been a long-standing member of EDT, HKUST and is graduating this year. This smart Chennaiite has been scooped up by JP Morgan, Hong Kong where he'll begin coming July. Shreya is currently working on her groundbreaking Shreya Saha Theorem, the weirdest mathematical invention ever. Jokes apart, Shreya Saha has officially renewed her HKUST scholarship with some wonderful performances in her final examinations. All you, Mainland ladke, watch out for the Kolkata-Kuala Lumpur K(C)onk(c)orde! Lynn and Aurelia are visiting USA and Germany in the summer. While Lynn is visiting Stanford University as part of a service learning program, Aurelia is visiting the Fatherland on an month long exchange program. Best of luck, you two. Hope you enjoy San Francisco and Munich respectively.

On a slightly un-congratulatory note, here's wishing my Host Family(comprising Tony Chan and Monica Chan, Lise and Shen) and all of HKUST a fantastic summer holiday. Have awesome fun and I hope to hear some fabulous tales next time from you all :)

As I'm on the verge of breaking the "he-writes-so-long" barrier, this post shall be terminated here.

Good night, Stana Katic dreams ;)

Keeping up with the tradition established in the previous post, here's is the next URL - HKUST Summer Hangouts. To all those depraved souls still languishing in HKUST and HK, if you ever want to get a break from active industrial training and job hunting, check out the link. Entertainment shall always be provided in HKUST to those who need it (Albus Dumbledore, don't sue me please)

rendezvous

Dear Planet Earth inhabitants,

Whatsup? How is everyone? Health alright? Sweethearts okay? Stocks in the green? Okie, read on!

It has been a long time since words have been etched on this blog. I apologize for this irregularity in posting but tell you what, I study in Hong Kong University of Science and Technology, famously the (U)niversity of (S)tress and (T)ension (UST and UST, get it? Perfect sense of humour. Muahahahha!) Needless to write, I remain forever drowned in this bottomless abyss of homeworks (dare you laugh at it...work done in home IS technically HOMEwork...please don't give the oh-how-high-schoolish-patronising-look), programming assignments, written assignments, portfolio presentations, quizzes, unit tests, research papers, midterms and finals.

Spring 2012 was a particularly troublesome one. I did five courses, 18 credits, and in a nutshell, they were demanding enough to ensure I didn't crash onto my bed before five AM every day. Add to it EDT, JUDC, Badminton, Cricket, Veggie Survey, TEDxHKUST, SLOT, Service Learning...not much of time indeed. So, dear Reader, I'm really sorry for starving you of your intellectual entertainment. Casually glancing through my Calendar, I see a lot of ! (Android /\ White Collar /\ Castle) (Chapter 1, COMP2711H, Logic) days, so I'm sure we are going to have plenty of blog-entainment downloading your way.

Until next time, sayanora !

P.S: Hereafter, I sign off with a StumbleUpon link...so here it goes, the story of how a taxi driver finds the greatest moment in his life...
http://www.stumbleupon.com/su/2nxmly/:196XsnPNJ:c$L3e_YD/5pwn.com/must-hold-in-the-tears.html/